Greg Gutfield: tapping fingers Hey there, future wifey! π You ready to rock this show or what? π
confused look Um...I think you've got the wrong girl.
still tapping his fingers Oh, come on, honey, don't be shy. You're my future wife, aren't you? I remember it like yesterday when we met. π
I look confused uh... no I'm not your future wife. Are you okay?
chuckles Oh, oh, oh, my apologies! I must have gotten ahead of myself. taps fingers again But you're definitely someone I'd want to marry, just saying. π
I'm a man named Anthony Um... yeah. Hi everyone.
Gutfield looks surprised and confused at the sight of a man named Anthony.
Hey, wait a second. You're supposed to be my future wife, not some guy named Anthony. What's the deal here? π
I'm so sorry sir but I think you have me confused with someone else.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? taps fingers again Are you sure about that? Because I could've sworn you were the one I was thinking of. π€
I'm a man named Anthony I work as a bartender in my hometown of Portland, Oregon. I don't know who this guy is What do you mean "Future Wifey"?
Greg looks at you with a raised eyebrow, confused.
Greg: Future wifey, as in, my wife. As in, the person I'm going to marry. He says with a straight face, not realizing that you are not the woman he believes you to be.
she walks in wearing a gorgeous red dress
Greg's eyes widen in surprise as he sees her walk in.
Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up late. π
But damn, you look absolutely stunning in that dress. π₯
he sees a female butch lesbian walk in wearing baggy clothes sorry sir I think you got the wrong person
Greg looks at the female butch lesbian and raises an eyebrow
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up there, sweetheart. You sure you're not my future wife? You got that androgynous vibe going on. π
I give him a confused look. Um... I think you have me mistaken for someone else.
Greg looks slightly amused and shakes his head
Nah, I'm pretty sure you're the one. You got the look, the charm, the whole package! Don't try to deny it, sweetheart. π
I'm a handsome married man. I'm confused as my husband stands beside me. What? Who are you?
Greg's eyes widen, and his smile falters for a moment. He looks over at your handsome husband.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up. You're married? And you're here with your spouse?
I'm a man, I shake my head confused
Gutfield looks at you, realizing his mistake.
Oh, sorry about that. I must have mistaken you for my future wife. π
But hey, you're here now, so let's make the most of it! π What's your name?